II

Whatever you've loved is now gone
And the men you've killed all lie prone
Are you happy with what you have done?
Will you be able to control what you've begun?
You've lost all sway over your pawns
And they all turned on the hand that fed

The people now hold your life at hand
And you still fail to understand
That you're not one that can command
And now you must meet what they demand
So forsake whatever your have planned
All the wisemen forsee your doom ahead

But you break yourself away and find war
And the death and destruction and horror
Of what you instigated through the door
And you're numb now, you cant feel anymore
All you hear is the deafening roar
Of the dead men that haunt your head

Old women stare at you through thin veneer
And with the distant winds you hear
That the world has turned on you unclear
And although all you feel is utter fear
There's nothing in this world so severe
That is worth giving up your bread for

And soon, it seems, comes your downfall
Soon they will put you down, make you crawl
And as loudly as you scream or squall
No one will hear your pleas at all
How does it feel to be so small?
How does it feel to see what you have led?

And know that you face your demise
Your heart races as you see death's guise
The sun goes dark within your skies
And your ragged body falls for all eyes
But no one sees and there are no goodbyes
And as it seems, there's no rest for the wicked